A Cloud's Silver Lining

It was a humble space, but the bed was big enough to stretch beneath the room, models spinning from the ceiling and walls stuck with glow-in-the-dark moons and stars. The sheets on Loid’s bed were his favourite red—just like the telescope that stood by the window. It was still raining outside, the clouds turning the room darker… in turn, due to its special decoration, brighter.

".. Ah—I, I've never..."
"It's beautiful..." Mesmerized, Ninten never turned his curious brown eyes away from the artificial sky; a luminescent glow shown on his face, and to see Loid under the starlight he created himself... mental photographs snapped in Ninten's head, storing them back in his brain to look at and treasure them again and again. Loid watched Ninten in silence, not even realizing how he gazed at him with such love, finding the sight of him illuminated like he was captivating. For a moment, at least, he forgot a bit of his anxieties.

"... Like you.."

Ninten's eyes widened, caught off guard by the response.

"Hehe... you're kiddin' me, are you? You're… you’re like a god! Or something—!"
"No." Blinking, the prodigy glanced down at himself. "I-I'm not. I'm thin, pasty, small, have too many freckles... my glasses are always kind of crooked..." Smiling, he looked up at the glowing stars. ".. You're perfect."
"You're kidding! I love freckles! I always wish I had 'em, my sisters do... and nah, I'm not that nice looking. My hair's a mess, and I don't have pretty eyes like you do..." He took a deep breath and spoke in a tiny whisper. "And I think... you'rebiggerthanmetoo."
"Ninten!! Y-you're just saying that!" Loid flushed, self-consciously crossing his leg. Oh, why did that get him so flustered? He knew it wasn't true, and yet, it made his stomach twist in pleasure. "What're you talking about? The messiness suits you, and your eyes.. are beautiful." He mumbled. Ninten's dark features on pale skin were very striking.

"Well... there's a lot of things I like about you." He put a hand on Loid's shoulder. "You're one of the nicest guys I've ever met." A peck on the cheek.
"You are the nicest." Loid whispered, eyes slipping closed at the touch to his shoulder. "You were the first person to care."

Smiling shyly, the prodigy nuzzled gently against Ninten's face, enjoying his warmth. Ninten returned his smile, nuzzling back with a giggle. Loid is humble, and he liked that. He ran a hand through pepper-colored hair, when he was reminded of something else...

Loid was oddly touched at the gentle touch, but then again, he'd thought about doing these things with Ninten for so long that it was really a dream come true—everything felt so pretty and surreal. His eyes widened when he was picked up, feeling for a moment like a girl, and oddly vulnerable once he was set down in bed, the bottle of lotion still clutched gently in one hand.

"...Can I see that?" Ninten held out his hand for the lotion. He wanted to let Loid know what was happening, but at the same time, he didn't want him to be scared. This was supposed to be a good thing for them, right? It was supposed to hurt less when they’re relaxed...

"Mmm." Somewhat hesitantly, Loid set it in his hand, his fingers gently brushing his. He didn't think Ninten knew that he knew all about this, exactly what it entailed. Sure, he'd never done it before, but he knew the textbook intricacies of it well. He'd only read about it so many times, wishing and hoping that, someday... and, well, now it was someday. Even with all of his knowledge, he wasn't completely prepared.

Ninten was nervous about applying himself, especially considering past experience, but... he trusted Loid. He sighed at the comfortable coolness in his hand, rubbing it over his erection quickly. He bit his lip... ohgodhecan'tdothis. His breathing became loud, hesitating as he leaned forward, and... god. He couldn't. He whimpered, as if it smacked him in the face to admit it. "...I need help."

Loid blinked, looking up at him. Could his blushing possibly get any worse than it already was? "Oh." His fingers nervously tangled in the sheets.

"You... y-you, you have to s.. tretch .. me.." He looked off, feeling like his face might explode.

Ninten grit his teeth, as if trying to suck away the embarrassment. He was confused enough as he already is!

"...Stretch? I-I dunno what you're talking about. C-could you... s...how me?"

Loid's face was so red by this point that it seemed like it might permanently be stuck that way.

"O.. okay.."

Gently, he took Ninten's hand by the wrist, his stomach twisting hotly as he guided it down the length of his body. This part was a little harder...

"Um... I.. I'm a little scared.."
"Me-Me too." Ninten nodded. "I-I want to do this right..."

The dark-haired boy gulped. More than anything, he was afraid of hurting Loid. His shoulders recoiled as his finger slipped through a hole, flinching as if he were the one being penetrated. Unsure of what to do, he was afraid to move his finger. Still Ninten let it stretch inside, softly tapping the unfamiliar surface compressed around him.

Loid's body tensed, and it took him some effort not to cry out in pain, though it wasn't exactly painful. "Nn..!" It was so w-weird! Almost like.. someone was poking his insides. Eyes half open, his head tilted somewhat to the side. "Ah..."
"Y-You like it?" He let his finger swirl, exploring every crevice. He tested areas, tapping for places Loid liked. When he found one, he pressed gently, closing his eyes to the sound of Loid's cries. So far so good. Everything seemed okay...
Loid's mouth hung open. "... Y--es.."

It wasn't exactly good, but it wasn't bad, oddly alluring, intriguing. "Aah..!" His face contorted in a strange mix of emotions as he felt something different; fleetingly good, gasping sharply. His arms curled around Ninten's neck, seeking comfort. "Mn...! .. O-ohh.."

Ninten liked this feeling. Teasing the spot more, he felt so tempted to put another finger inside. He shivered.

"Is... is it all right? A-Another... finger?"
"Ninten.." Loid half-moaned deliriously, the odd pleasure overwhelming his senses. "Ahh..! O--okay.." He sounded almost pleading, his breathing uneven.

He pushed the second finger inside, sighing as he lain atop of Loid. It was a delicious feeling, and Loid's moans sent his heart racing. He shivered, feeling his hips ache with want. If it felt as smooth and warm inside as it did for his fingers...

Loid threw his head to the side, gasping and writhing as the intensity of Ninten's probing more than doubled. Clutching at him desperately, he cried out in pleasure, raw and emotional.

"P-please.." More.. he wanted more..! "Don't.. a—ahh!—S-stop.."

Ninten used his free hand to clutch Loid's shoulder for support. Gasping, he positioned himself carefully, still pressing his fingers as he lowered himself just beneath. Like the rip of a band-aid (but slower), Ninten withdrawn his fingers, pressing hips forward and himself entering Loid as their replacement.

Loid at first didn't notice the transition, too enthralled in the way Ninten's fingers were making him feel. When he realized, he cried out in shock, hugging Ninten's shoulders instinctively. "Hh—hng..!"

Ninten gasped, hands gripping Loid's back as heat squeezed him tight. It-It felt too good! Groaning, he rested his forehead on Loid's collar, leaving quick velvety kisses across his neck and every sensitive spot he could remember. "Nng... Loid..."

Loid's eyes were shut tightly, his whole body fighting to adjust to the intrusion. His insides almost burned, but the pain really wasn't... so bad. Kind of like it had been at first, but so much worse. But it would get better again.. he trusted Ninten that it would. He wanted to get used to this... Fluttery kisses made his heart warm, fuzzy. Gasping gently, he tilted his neck, the hands at Ninten's sweaty and gently kneading.

"God... L-Loid!" He-He wanted to move! He let himself pull out, but not all the way... he thrust back, repeating the process. Every time he came forward, a spike of sensation tingled his body, as if Loid were teasing him to come back, come back faster... as his hips responded to these urges, Ninten continued kissing Loid, his breath hot and ragged.

Loid whimpered as Ninten pulled back, disliking the brief feeling of emptiness, but as he thrust Loid's head rolled back, mouth agape in a silent gasp. As he continued to move, Loid became quite noisy, his body practically burning in pleasure. He barely registered that he was making so much noise, gasping and moaning sweetly as Ninten rocked forward into him.

"Ah—Ahhhh...! " Cries escaped Ninten's throat, caught in the utter bliss that was Loid. His head was blurs as he thought of nothing, nothing but oh-oh...! He thrust faster and faster, desperate to go over the edge, lose himself, let go... his yells were incomprehensible, screaming aloud with pleasure as he was blinded, overwhelmed by the boy in glasses beneath him—!

Loid held him as tightly as he could, bringing his legs up to wrap around him, his hands running feverishly over the skin they could reach. As Ninten thrust harder, he hit something sweet inside of Loid that lit his vision with white stars. Crying out in joy, he thrust back to meet Ninten as he moved, burying his face into his neck, glasses pressing painfully against his skin, but he didn't notice—all he could feel was the pleasure that Ninten gave him, sparkling over his entire body. "N—Ninten! Hh—aa..!"

It was as if his tactile senses multiplied considerably; Ninten squeaked as Loid's legs curled around him, excited by the fingers scattering over his skin. With a high-pitched wail, he clung to Loid, falling limp as euphoria slammed his body and overrode him completely. A tiny sound mewled from his lips. "...L...oi...d..."

Moisture slipped from Loid's lips, his thoughts lost to the pleasure that rose inside of him. With his last thrust, Ninten hit that spot again, and Loid gasped in bliss, slipping into a chain of soft, breathy moans as intense pleasure washed over his body. His chest rose and fell against Ninten's, his breath washing warmly over his skin. "... Nin..ten..."

Panting, Ninten withdrawn, inching up Loid's body and lay on his chest, snuggling. So tired, but so happy... he forced himself to lift his head, brushing his lips with Loid's for one final kiss.

Loid didn't hesitate in the slightest to return it, breathing a little sigh against Ninten's lips, a hand to his cheek. His arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer as he awkwardly pulled the side of the blanket over them, too tired to try and get under it normally. Half would do. As they drawn apart, Ninten smiled from the touch on his cheek, placing his hand over Loid's.

"I... I'm glad." For what? But in Ninten’s heart, he already knew.

Loid smiled tiredly at him, before nuzzling into his shoulder. He was so relaxed.. and warm.. he knew it wouldn't be long before he fell asleep.

".... I've always loved you..."
“Mmm... I always did... too..." Ninten was too sleepy to speak coherently. So he hummed Queen Mary's lullaby, nestling Loid in his arms and inviting him to sing too.

Knowing that was worth more to Loid than anything. Closing his eyes, he did, his voice soft and not much changed since that fateful day that the song had been so important—now it held a special place in both their hearts.

The End